Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Burundi and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Grey Daturas to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Agitation Free. All the underground hits.
All Y Pants tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Curtis Mayfield record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun City Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
U.S. Maple,
Warsaw,
Royal Trux,
Big Daddy Kane,
Silicon Teens,
The Fugs,
Ultra Naté,
Chris & Cosey,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
48th St. Collective,
Altered Images,
Rhythm & Sound,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Drexciya,
Niagra,
Young Marble Giants,
Talk Talk,
Dennis Brown,
The American Breed,
Whodini,
DNA,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Dirtbombs,
The Slackers,
Gong,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Bluetip,
Lyres,
Franke,
Audionom,
Spoonie Gee,
Cymande,
Todd Rundgren,
The Cramps,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Kerrie Biddell,
Harmonia,
Severed Heads,
Hoover,
Black Moon,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Eric Dolphy,
Skaos,
Todd Terry,
OOIOO,
Public Enemy,
Bill Near,
The Gladiators,
Tim Buckley,
Mission of Burma,
Kurtis Blow,
Slick Rick,
Jimmy McGriff,
John Holt,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Wings,
Ludus,
Average White Band, Average White Band, Average White Band, Average White Band.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.